Cassandra Poem by Abraham Onoja

Cassandra



it's raining tongues
like the day of Pentecost.

The soot of crime
has ascended.

The morality police
is here —
the judging Georges

& Georginas.
They have some

questions for me,

too thorny
my tongue torn.

Dear victim,
how do you pass
a Why Detection Test?

Tuesday, August 18, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: rape
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Cassandra is the plight of rape victims Who have a hard time being believed by society Who instead shames the victim The victims are asked "Why they were raped" Instead of the offender Instead of the offender
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